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to me.
The Marauders Grooming Society
By Talented Fanatic Supreme Benevolent Dictator of the World, Warchief of the Legion, His Excellency Marquis James the Invincible Protector
"Hey everybody!" yelled Sirius Black, cutting through the din of the Gryffindor common room. "We're offering haircuts to anyone who wants one. Just tell us what you want. The haircuts are free. We just want to help everybody out. Come and let the Marauders Grooming Society make you look better."
Sirius's words were met by the heavy laughter of the entire Gryffindor population of Hogwarts, including the other Marauders, who were snickering behind him. But, Sirius could not be dismayed.
"OK! You don't trust us. But you will when you see what a good job we do on our good friend James's hair. Isn't that right, James? C'mon gather around as we tame the untameable. Then you can get your hair tamed."
James gave a hurt look towards Sirius, but he had no choice and had to let Sirius work on his hair. He walked to the center of the common room and sat down in the chair. Remus put a blanket over him and Peter brought Sirius his supplies from the dormitory.
"Yes, Folks, it is the top of the line muggle hair-cut equipment. Clippers, scissors, and lotion."
Sirius began by lotioning up James's hair. Once James's hair was lotioned up, Sirius took out his clippers and started trimming James's hair. Locks of hair fell on the floor as James's hair lost mass. Trim, Trim, Trim. Clip, Clip, Clip. Sirius made pass after pass, and soon it was time to bring out the scissors for the fine detailed work. Comb and Snip, Comb and Snip. Soon, James's hair was completely done. Remus pulled off the blanket and James stood up. The Gryffindors looked in awe as James's hair had gone from an untameable mass to an elegant refined style. The Gryffindors were jealous of his hair, and wanted to get their hair done as well by Sirius.
"One at a time, One at a time. Okay You," he said pointing. "You're first."
Time passed.
"Anybody else?" Sirius asked.
No one answered. "Okay then" Sirius said. He went towards Peter to put his supplies away while Remus cleaned up the hair on the floor with a little piece of magic. Peter was standing by the fat lady portrait, and Sirius had to walk all the way across the common room to get there. Once he put his supplies away, Sirius took out his wand. At the top of his voice he shouted, "Blumen Sproutus!"
Then, he was out the entryway and running down the steps of Hogwarts. Sirius's victims looked at each other, and saw flowers sprouting out of the heads of everybody who had had their hair cut, including James.
"I'm gonna kill you Black!" James shouted as he led a charge after Sirius.
"You'll have to catch me first, Flower Girl!" Sirius answered from a flight down. But Sirius was not nearly as fast as the Hogwarts star chaser, and James Potter was gaining. The crowd of Sirius's victims were still chasing Sirius when they reached the floors of Hogwarts where other students were. Ravenclaws were shaking their heads, Hufflepuffs looked astounded. A group of Slytherins had to wait for the enraged victims to dash by. At first they stared, but then they began laughing uproariously. Only one of the Slytherins was not laughing. He was named James, and he was the star of Slytherin. Even better than Severus or Lucius. The Marauders referred to him as The Evil James. Now, The Evil James watched with disinterest as he spoke.
"I hope Black lives, he still owes me ten galleons for that lotion".
The End
The Marauders Grooming Society
By Talented Fanatic Supreme Benevolent Dictator of the World, Warchief of the Legion, His Excellency Marquis James the Invincible Protector
"Hey everybody!" yelled Sirius Black, cutting through the din of the Gryffindor common room. "We're offering haircuts to anyone who wants one. Just tell us what you want. The haircuts are free. We just want to help everybody out. Come and let the Marauders Grooming Society make you look better."
Sirius's words were met by the heavy laughter of the entire Gryffindor population of Hogwarts, including the other Marauders, who were snickering behind him. But, Sirius could not be dismayed.
"OK! You don't trust us. But you will when you see what a good job we do on our good friend James's hair. Isn't that right, James? C'mon gather around as we tame the untameable. Then you can get your hair tamed."
James gave a hurt look towards Sirius, but he had no choice and had to let Sirius work on his hair. He walked to the center of the common room and sat down in the chair. Remus put a blanket over him and Peter brought Sirius his supplies from the dormitory.
"Yes, Folks, it is the top of the line muggle hair-cut equipment. Clippers, scissors, and lotion."
Sirius began by lotioning up James's hair. Once James's hair was lotioned up, Sirius took out his clippers and started trimming James's hair. Locks of hair fell on the floor as James's hair lost mass. Trim, Trim, Trim. Clip, Clip, Clip. Sirius made pass after pass, and soon it was time to bring out the scissors for the fine detailed work. Comb and Snip, Comb and Snip. Soon, James's hair was completely done. Remus pulled off the blanket and James stood up. The Gryffindors looked in awe as James's hair had gone from an untameable mass to an elegant refined style. The Gryffindors were jealous of his hair, and wanted to get their hair done as well by Sirius.
"One at a time, One at a time. Okay You," he said pointing. "You're first."
Time passed.
"Anybody else?" Sirius asked.
No one answered. "Okay then" Sirius said. He went towards Peter to put his supplies away while Remus cleaned up the hair on the floor with a little piece of magic. Peter was standing by the fat lady portrait, and Sirius had to walk all the way across the common room to get there. Once he put his supplies away, Sirius took out his wand. At the top of his voice he shouted, "Blumen Sproutus!"
Then, he was out the entryway and running down the steps of Hogwarts. Sirius's victims looked at each other, and saw flowers sprouting out of the heads of everybody who had had their hair cut, including James.
"I'm gonna kill you Black!" James shouted as he led a charge after Sirius.
"You'll have to catch me first, Flower Girl!" Sirius answered from a flight down. But Sirius was not nearly as fast as the Hogwarts star chaser, and James Potter was gaining. The crowd of Sirius's victims were still chasing Sirius when they reached the floors of Hogwarts where other students were. Ravenclaws were shaking their heads, Hufflepuffs looked astounded. A group of Slytherins had to wait for the enraged victims to dash by. At first they stared, but then they began laughing uproariously. Only one of the Slytherins was not laughing. He was named James, and he was the star of Slytherin. Even better than Severus or Lucius. The Marauders referred to him as The Evil James. Now, The Evil James watched with disinterest as he spoke.
"I hope Black lives, he still owes me ten galleons for that lotion".
The End